 Snow Miser | Munchy | Molly Hooper | T | Hey, you | Phantom | Mrs. Chris Evans | Brat Pack | Tristalen
Phe seemed to barely notice the entrance of the resf of his little group, and the wide smile from Ashton was returned with a mere head nod. He tugged at his tie again as he looked around at everyone who had gathered there and he wasn’t surprised about the few people who had left.
This was serious business, and he couldn’t blame people for not wanting to be part of it. Some people just wanted to keep their head down and finish school. He however was not such a person.
“I think we should all start to break the rules. They can’t possibly get us all in trouble can they? What if we all start to break the dress code, and go hold hands with people. I’m not saying like significant others, but just friends. Let’s all not show up at SORE, have food outside of the kitchens and break curfew..
Let’s show them we aren’t going to take it anymore. We won’t submit anymore..” |